jiminizzle
Lost Pilot
Join date: May 2006
2,775 IQ
#1
Still Life With Umbrella
after Jean Hélion

The widow doesn't believe
what she has become; nothing
was wrong. The arrangement of things
as if you'd never gone,

and her plans hang in the space
beneath the cieling, fill the vents
with the faintest shafts of light—

She hears footsteps now,
shoes stumbling down the hall
catches her breath as they near,

says your name to herself,
but he doesn't stop
and when a door that isn't her own
clicks shut she asks you
"Hello?" and though you don't reply,
looks at the mess you left behind
and doesn't feel alone—
Is that still life? Is that still life?
Anatomy Anatomy
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Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me
leaving-blues
Registered User
Join date: Oct 2011
374 IQ
#2
I feel like this has a more important meaning that I can understand, but I still think it's beautiful. Totally digging it.
lububble17
Registered User
Join date: Jul 2012
77 IQ
#3
i LOVE the way you wrote this. It's half poetry/ half song. really nice
vintage x metal
Brown-Thighed Girl
Join date: Sep 2006
5,308 IQ
#5
lovely. your images are very clear. it could be longer, even.
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lillianyang
Banned
Join date: Oct 2012
10 IQ
#6
Thanks for sharing,good article.I like it,I’m looking forward to read other articles.Awesome topic, like it!